Folab's Chill Corner

His left knee gave out as it hit an unseen stub hidden by darkness.  He blinked twice.   There was a sudden movement in the corner of his eye and the ground rushed towards his face.  The pain wasn't that bad at first, but it started to sting slowly, steadily; he ignored it.  The pack were somewhere close... so he had to keep moving. Move. Keep moving.   Lifting his face from the dirt, he felt treacherous clouds of darklings surrounding him as he picks his knee up and started prancing... But there was nowhere to run.  They had circled him.  With the glee of a predator. They sang songs of feastings.  Circling closer, licking their lips.  Tasting Blood.  Their leader appearing from a shadow, distinguished himself from amongst the pack with wicked teeth and a vicious smile.  The wind moaned through the high branches and the skulls of former victims crushed under his feet.  His prey shook uncontrollably. Knees trembling in fear....

Good Afternoon.  Mr. Chairman,  Panel of judges,  Mr Time keeper, My fellow debaters  and  of coarse: My  ever loving audience.  The topic before us today is: " Is it truly possible to love someone you don't really know."  To be so infatuated by the romantic ideology of your togetherness and blinded to their obnoxious imperfections? Absolutely.  The Webster dictionary will define love as  "A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness." Case 1 :   Deep Have you ever met someone you know you will always love. Something in their chemical make up that easily and naturally defuses all your defenses, inexplicably taking parts of your inner attention without your sanction or permission.  It goes deep beyond the physical. A spiritual or unconscious connection which feels like this unexplainable forc...